<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:54:30.608-06:00</updated><category term='karen fisher trip to nashville'/><category term='karen fisher singer songwriter'/><category term='valentines weekend karen fisher'/><title type='text'>KarenFisherMusic/Official Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-2682145235069654750</id><published>2011-10-02T00:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:45:46.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coco and the delicious video camera</title><summary type='text'>My husband came up to me the other morning and said, "is this your video camera?"  I said, "yes, why is it outside?"  Well, "apparently" my son and his buddy had been video-ing Coco the day before and decided they'd just leave it out back on the outside kitchen bar.  Well, who can resist a tasty snack like a pocket -sized video camera?  Surely not our precious Coco.  I mean what a feast!  She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2682145235069654750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=2682145235069654750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2682145235069654750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2682145235069654750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2011/10/coco-and-delicious-video-camera.html' title='Coco and the delicious video camera'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-285212540291446244</id><published>2011-05-17T22:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T22:32:36.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not my best week...</title><summary type='text'> So, where do I begin my official pity-party?  Let's see... let's start with last friday where I was on a plane flying into Houston for an event and I ended up being sick and throwing up all night until 4:00am.  Good. Times.   Didn't eat for about 3 whole days.   Just out of curiosity I got on the scale when i got back home.  Barely moved.  Unbelievable.  Now since December  I have lost 38 lbs...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/285212540291446244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=285212540291446244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/285212540291446244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/285212540291446244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-my-best-week.html' title='Not my best week...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-9148781541241610242</id><published>2011-04-18T14:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T15:06:12.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Closet Cleaning</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, I spent most of the day cleaning out my closet.   The fun part was that I was cleaning out aaaaalllll the clothes that don't fit anymore...because they are too big! Yah, me! :)  I found about 10 pair of jeans that used to not fit, but do now!  I've lost 28 lbs. now so I'm a little under my halfway mark.   I'm hoping by August to be down 70lbs.  (Not down "to" 70lbs mind you.  I'm kind </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/9148781541241610242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=9148781541241610242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/9148781541241610242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/9148781541241610242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2011/04/closet-cleaning.html' title='Closet Cleaning'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-289058863018229100</id><published>2011-03-23T22:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T22:43:35.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think just the picture itself says everything.  This kid cracks me up!  Daddy bought her a baby 4-wheeler and she rides it around like she's doing motor cross.  Scarey...yes.  But he put the speed down to like 10 mph so it's not quite so frightening.  I won't let her ride without me watching, either...for all you moms out there ready to throw me to the wolves! :)  She likes riding right up on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/289058863018229100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=289058863018229100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/289058863018229100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/289058863018229100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-think-just-picture-itself-says.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NkQYsO3naU8/TYrKp7F9faI/AAAAAAAAAHU/i1MRbguwqkM/s72-c/IMG_1948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-8842961001724360117</id><published>2011-03-04T21:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:58:17.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I told you so..."</title><summary type='text'>(One month ago)  "Kate, where's your phone cover?"  "I don't know, Mom, I can't find it".(2 weeks ago)  "Kate, you know if you don't put a cover on that phone you are going to drop it and crack the face."   "Yeah, well, I'll be careful."(a few days ago) "Kate...here's your cover.  Maybe you should put it on your phone. " "(ignore)"(Last night) "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH, MOMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8842961001724360117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=8842961001724360117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/8842961001724360117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/8842961001724360117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-told-you-so.html' title='&quot;I told you so...&quot;'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fAHR2UFHwdM/TXGxN4ape8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/_KlFQhMGFGU/s72-c/IMG_1927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-4524503679519957174</id><published>2011-02-12T19:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:52:29.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Oscar goes to...</title><summary type='text'>I wonder if it will EVER end??  What is it with girls/women and drama??  I think, in fact, I KNOW why more often than not I prefer male company.  You think it ends in high school?  The drama team is just getting cranked up!  I see it in my daughter's 4th grade class and I've been watching it since maybe kindergarten.  I don't even want to THINK about the Oscar nods that will be going on once </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4524503679519957174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=4524503679519957174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4524503679519957174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4524503679519957174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-oscar-goes-to.html' title='And the Oscar goes to...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-4910303384616508147</id><published>2011-02-09T23:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T23:25:00.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My idea of a mission trip...</title><summary type='text'>My family and I are going on a mission trip.  I'll not say where or when in case thieves get any ideas (p.s.  we have an alarm) but it's to a very poverty stricken location.  We are trying to prepare our kids for what they will be seeing and doing, in trying to help these families that live in poverty.  Again, just to demonstrate how well our kids listen to us, this is what my daughter asked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4910303384616508147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=4910303384616508147' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4910303384616508147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4910303384616508147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-idea-of-mission-trip.html' title='My idea of a mission trip...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-7233526049718906016</id><published>2011-02-08T11:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:06:42.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We should've turned at that last exit...(where did I go wrong, con't)</title><summary type='text'>So this a.m. while getting ready for school my two older children start a ridiculous squabble, as usual, thus ruining the morning and putting everyone in crappy spirits.  So we are in the car on the way to school, and I'm trying to talk to them about their attitudes, and being sorry, and how obviously I'm making huge mistakes as a parent, and then I say, "Where did I go wrong?" and Luke said, " </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7233526049718906016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=7233526049718906016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7233526049718906016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7233526049718906016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-shouldve-turned-at-that-last.html' title='We should&apos;ve turned at that last exit...(where did I go wrong, con&apos;t)'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-695127742507822304</id><published>2011-02-05T14:37:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T14:46:17.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did I go wrong???</title><summary type='text'>So the other night my daughter approaches me and says, " Mom, I'm too tired to pick up my clothes. I need to go to bed.   So could you just translate this for me and give it to the cleaning lady??""ummm no."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/695127742507822304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=695127742507822304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/695127742507822304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/695127742507822304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2011/02/where-did-i-go-wrong.html' title='Where did I go wrong???'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/TU21XB4EctI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EpwPU1ibaHM/s72-c/IMG_1889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-486576876736234719</id><published>2011-01-31T22:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T22:22:59.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Controversial snow</title><summary type='text'>Ok, usually I'm thrilled that it's going to snow and we might possibly get to spend the day lounging around the fire watching movies and drinking cocoa.  But tomorrow is not working for me.  I have too much to do!  Hair appointment at 9:00 and the roots CANNOT wait a day longer.  They are OOC. Also, we have a huge rehearsal for tomorrow night for a night of worship with our women's ministry.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/486576876736234719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=486576876736234719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/486576876736234719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/486576876736234719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2011/01/controversial-snow.html' title='Controversial snow'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-6286368066301951376</id><published>2011-01-23T21:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:25:02.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Album in the works</title><summary type='text'>Ok.  GEEEZ!  It's just really hard for me to sit down and blog, and tweet, and FB, and carpool, and write songs, and go to basketball games, and swim practice, and gymnastics, and cook dinner, and teach a bible study, and play in the band at church, and give my husband attention.  I just don't know how people do it.   However, at the request of a few, I will start to blog again.  For the 5 of you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6286368066301951376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=6286368066301951376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/6286368066301951376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/6286368066301951376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-album-in-works.html' title='New Album in the works'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-745347576417249108</id><published>2010-03-23T15:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:08:04.904-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Socially challenged people</title><summary type='text'>Hmmm...ok, here's the set up:  I am on SWA with my friend.  It is NOT a full flight.  Nope.  At least 30 seats are open.  Now all 30 happen to be middle seats, right?  Ok.  The flight attendants are closing the over-head bins and here comes a guy running through the doors.  He is huffing and puffing because he has just done the OJ Simpson across the airport to make his flight. Or maybe it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/745347576417249108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=745347576417249108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/745347576417249108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/745347576417249108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2010/03/socially-challenged-people.html' title='Socially challenged people'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-8387436337992878780</id><published>2010-02-27T21:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:26:11.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry cleaning and last names</title><summary type='text'>Sooo my husband and I own a few dry cleaners.  I suppose one of the perks might be that I get my cleaning done free. :)  Yes. Nice perk.  I usually use the one closest to our house and I know most of the workers, but since I don't really WORK there and I'm not there all the time, I don't always know the new folks.  Soooo the other day I pull up.  I needed to pick up some clothes I'd dropped off a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8387436337992878780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=8387436337992878780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/8387436337992878780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/8387436337992878780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2010/02/dry-cleaning-and-last-names.html' title='Dry cleaning and last names'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-4074431111736565802</id><published>2010-02-03T23:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T23:18:20.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bible Study</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow is the start of a Bible Study I will be leading by Jen Hatmaker.  LOVE THIS WOMAN!  She is hilarious and her book is just as funny.  The cool thing is how she gives us great tools and insight into having our own personal  journey towards totally and completely falling in love with God's word.  That's what I'm mostly excited about.  There's about 50 or so women that have signed up so I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4074431111736565802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=4074431111736565802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4074431111736565802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4074431111736565802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-bible-study.html' title='New Bible Study'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-8441822672489113271</id><published>2010-01-19T22:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T23:10:30.148-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year...</title><summary type='text'>Well... I'm a bit late I would say but, better late than never.  It is crazy.  I have so many good intentions to write and just put it off. I have some hilarious stories and I want to just sit down and type them...but I don't. :(  Am I lazy? too busy?  probably both.  I can tell you this: I am in QUITE the dilemma with this puppy of mine.  She refuses to potty train and I am up to my ears in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/8441822672489113271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=8441822672489113271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/8441822672489113271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/8441822672489113271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/S1aQPWINMeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sXDeV6FVhsE/s72-c/IMG_1128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-5712377485476826129</id><published>2009-11-29T22:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:18:21.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of November...</title><summary type='text'>  I cannot believe November is almost over.  My favorite time of the year is late September -December.  But it just seems to fly by.  One of the things I miss about the east is the change of colors.  Here in Midland, November almost looks like June.  Almost.  There aren't too many trees therefore not too much in the change of color, unless you live in the older part of Midland where there happen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5712377485476826129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=5712377485476826129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5712377485476826129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5712377485476826129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-november.html' title='The end of November...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SxNHiP0KRyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/B3t-Cyf-BoA/s72-c/Fishers+at+80%27s+dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-3660221592696747663</id><published>2009-11-15T23:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:47:25.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Fall</title><summary type='text'>I am sooo behind on blogging.  I will never get a good following with my lazy antics. :)  I have just been crazy busy these days with singing and just traveling.  In the middle of all of that we now have 2 dogs (a new puppy) and four kittens.  (Outiside kitties of course) I usually only want to write when something interesting happens in my life so I guess the only real interesting thing to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3660221592696747663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=3660221592696747663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3660221592696747663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3660221592696747663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy-fall.html' title='Busy Fall'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-7869411978856231101</id><published>2009-10-19T23:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:42:40.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting lost</title><summary type='text'>What is the deal with me and maps?  I can't go anywhere out of town and not get lost!   Let me give you a few examples:  ok, last year I was in Missouri for a Write About Jesus conference.  I flew in, got into my rental...oh...and by the way, my husband reserved a cadillac for me and I thought the nice Buick parked outside the door was the cadillac so I drove off in it. :)  Yep.  Ok, moving on...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7869411978856231101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=7869411978856231101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7869411978856231101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7869411978856231101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/10/getting-lost.html' title='Getting lost'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-5221410662838464488</id><published>2009-10-14T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:57:49.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just put my kiddos to bed.  My son asked me to please put his green geography folder on the bar so he could study tomorrow morning.  (Precious...so studious!) Anyhoo...I found it laid it down and proceeded to go about my business.  I walked back through the kitchen and happened to look down and actually READ what the folder said on it.  I don't know...I just started cracking up.  I brought it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5221410662838464488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=5221410662838464488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5221410662838464488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5221410662838464488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-just-put-my-kiddos-to-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/StaPAayskEI/AAAAAAAAAFo/jT2St8uuQBc/s72-c/IMG_1040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-3813794386603821600</id><published>2009-10-13T23:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:41:47.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do with this little one? :)</title><summary type='text'>We had parent/teacher conferences last week and I was really sweating it out for my little Beany.  I wasn't sure what they were going to tell me, but when we left I was pleasantly surprised.  She is definitely pulling a Jekyll and Hyde on us.  She is the picture of perfection at pre-school and the picture of Damian/ Omen II at home. (I'm kidding)  Ok...sort of.  It's really a mystery to me.  Am I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3813794386603821600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=3813794386603821600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3813794386603821600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3813794386603821600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-to-do-with-this-little-one.html' title='What to do with this little one? :)'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/StVQHhw6jSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/X76_Th8D_RQ/s72-c/IMG_0122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-2090896908738009835</id><published>2009-10-04T22:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:53:29.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More memory loss???</title><summary type='text'>  Sooo...friday, I'm at the dr.'s office (again) and my son is getting checked.  I'm thinking that yes...it's just time to oust the tonsils.   O.K., so anyway, the appt. was at 10:40 but it's now 11:20 and it's looking like he will not be going to school today.  So, I call the mom that is in charge of "hot lunches" to let her know that she needn't buy Luke one for today.  Now, "hot lunches" are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2090896908738009835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=2090896908738009835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2090896908738009835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2090896908738009835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-memory-loss.html' title='More memory loss???'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-5785373805015757988</id><published>2009-09-21T12:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T13:11:55.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A sweet word from God...</title><summary type='text'>Lately, I'm disturbed with myself.  I am becoming increasingly paranoid about forgetting words when I am on stage.  The last few times I've had an event I have forgotten the words at least once or twice...and many times they are words to my own songs!  Normally, I am very at ease on stage and it's a party for me!  Now,  I've got a mental block that somewhere along the way I'm gonna go blank!   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5785373805015757988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=5785373805015757988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5785373805015757988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5785373805015757988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/09/sweet-word-from-god.html' title='A sweet word from God...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-3862296881030273482</id><published>2009-09-13T17:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T18:20:21.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pup, Spud, Hey You...</title><summary type='text'>Soooo...we have a dog now.  We think he is 1/2 doberman 1/2 german shepherd.  Who knows?  I've been waiting for two weeks for the owners to call and come get their dog but alas...they are not coming.  I love this dog!  He is soooo sweet!  He just showed up one saturday and we called and called the number on his tags and no one ever replied so we figure he was "dumped".  I hate to say it but it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3862296881030273482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=3862296881030273482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3862296881030273482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3862296881030273482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/09/pup-spud-hey-you.html' title='Pup, Spud, Hey You...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/Sq1-JAFRKCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/wDhk9-TevQI/s72-c/IMG_0942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-3808480090802155816</id><published>2009-09-11T21:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:43:21.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Septemberfest</title><summary type='text'>Hey guys, the CDs have arrived!  Any Texans living in the near vicinity that are interested in purchasing my album can pick one up from Stonegate Fellowship or from the back of my car! Ha ha! Those of you that live anywhere outside of Midland the CDs are being sent to the vendor as we speak. They should be ready to purchase next week.   It takes a few weeks to get things set up on iTunes for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3808480090802155816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=3808480090802155816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3808480090802155816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3808480090802155816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/09/septemberfest.html' title='Septemberfest'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-7217710076561114472</id><published>2009-09-11T12:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:23:57.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New CD is HERE!</title><summary type='text'>Yeah...ok....so my new Hymns CD has FINALLY arrived after 30 years of working on it...GOOD GRIEF!  Ok, not 30 years but it's felt like it.  It is not yet on iTunes but it is available at Stonegate and will be on-line in a few days.  I had to send the copies to the vendors.  Sooo there ya have it.  I wish I had something more interesting to say, but Hey...I don't. :)  Maybe later today something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7217710076561114472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=7217710076561114472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7217710076561114472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7217710076561114472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-cd-is-here.html' title='New CD is HERE!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SqqHhd66T_I/AAAAAAAAAEI/OYV3dUgqZYQ/s72-c/rsz_1new_album_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-5119107388576612395</id><published>2009-08-18T23:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:56:14.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wishful thinking...</title><summary type='text'>So, my kids are all sick.  Well, only 2 of them really, but it might as well be all three since we are stuck here in the house on our last week of freedom...I mean last week before school starts. :)  Soooo, everyone's in bed and I need a new book to read and don't have one yet so I go to sit at my computer to look up stuff.  "Stuff" usually ends up being female artists that are out doing what I'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5119107388576612395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=5119107388576612395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5119107388576612395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5119107388576612395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/08/wishful-thinking.html' title='wishful thinking...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-444114664800018814</id><published>2009-08-14T00:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T00:28:13.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time since writing</title><summary type='text'>Well, summer is almost over and so is my traveling. :)  At least for vacationing reasons.  I've got a few women's events lined up for September and October so there will be a bit of traveling then.  We just left beautiful Branson, MO.   Wow! I had no idea how pretty the place was! My kids were at camp for a week and my husband and I stayed at a resort about 20 minutes away.  First time at camp...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/444114664800018814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=444114664800018814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/444114664800018814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/444114664800018814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/08/long-time-since-writing.html' title='Long time since writing'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-7096845986777305654</id><published>2009-07-09T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:39:34.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An old "myspace" blog of mine...thought I'd "re-post" here!</title><summary type='text'>Sooo...I take my 2 older yahoos to Lubbock with my friend and her kiddos for 2 fun nights at an Embassy Suites with a heated pool.  Mmmmm...such fun! :)  Well, we decide to go see a movie...and here’s how it goes! (See if any of you  have ever had THIS happen to you???)First, we wait in line for DECADES in 40 below weather to get $8 a piece tickets to a dumb movie I don’t really want to see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7096845986777305654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=7096845986777305654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7096845986777305654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7096845986777305654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-myspace-blog-of-minethought-id-re.html' title='An old &quot;myspace&quot; blog of mine...thought I&apos;d &quot;re-post&quot; here!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-4141738495918966895</id><published>2009-06-25T23:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:08:21.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day at the pool...</title><summary type='text'>So, I've been CRAZY out of town this summer.  We have been to the lake, GA, the lake...the lake...ha ha.  So tonight is the first night we have gone to our club's swimming pool.  The kids have been BEGGING me to go so...we go.  See lots of friends, have a few chats, save a few lives...Yep, that's right.  I jumped in the pool TWICE to save lives and I'm not even the lifeguard, hello!  The first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4141738495918966895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=4141738495918966895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4141738495918966895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4141738495918966895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-another-day-at-pool.html' title='Just another day at the pool...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-7813092393088932059</id><published>2009-06-22T22:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:55:40.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer at the Lake</title><summary type='text'>  Well...my blogs may be pretty scarce since I'm away from my computer a lot this summer.  Just chillin' at the lake.  Finally got the photos done for my Hymns album so that's cool.  I will post the photo of an idea for what I think may be the cover.  I'm going to title it:  "Where I First Saw the Light".   Pretty excited about getting it out there.  Just needed the cover done. :)  My design </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7813092393088932059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=7813092393088932059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7813092393088932059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7813092393088932059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-at-lake.html' title='Summer at the Lake'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SkBSNlq4SlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RTVX64fFNn4/s72-c/20090524Karen027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-7957267476175311490</id><published>2009-05-20T22:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:24:18.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>season finales</title><summary type='text'>Hmmm... did anyone watch 24 the other night?  I don't even know what to think.  It just didn't gel.  I did not feel too much closure on anything.  I know they want to keep us hanging until next season but come on people!  That's a heck of a lot of hangers!!!  The president seemed a bit too eager to bust her daughter...who...I thought deserved a good busting but...it is the lady's child. Her only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7957267476175311490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=7957267476175311490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7957267476175311490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7957267476175311490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/05/season-finales.html' title='season finales'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-7749840165127151765</id><published>2009-05-16T20:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:45:34.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kate's recital</title><summary type='text'>Well...Here's my little Kate in her Jazz suit.  Her recital was last Sunday, Mother's Day.  She did a great job and I'm so proud of her.  It's been a loooooooong week!  May is just a crazy month.  It's almost as busy as December I'm beginning to think.  We have one more week of school and then...FREEDOM! Woo hoo!   We have 5 birthday parties from fri-mon.  Is that not the craziest thing?  So we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/7749840165127151765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=7749840165127151765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7749840165127151765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/7749840165127151765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/05/kates-recital.html' title='Kate&apos;s recital'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/Sg-WZD84vbI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YaJCq2ORBNs/s72-c/IMG_0409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-3231895659749909944</id><published>2009-05-06T22:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:52:20.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home of the Steelers</title><summary type='text'>Well...I spent 4 days in Greensboro and/or Latrobe, PA.  Wow...very different from Midland, TX.    Had a great time there doing the MOPS event.  I loved singing and sharing my songs...especially throwing out new ones that no one has heard yet! Actually...they had never heard ANY of my songs so I guess I was pretty safe with whatever I threw at them!   I'm sure glad for the positive responses.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3231895659749909944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=3231895659749909944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3231895659749909944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3231895659749909944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/05/home-of-steelers.html' title='Home of the Steelers'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SgJaFrC9jHI/AAAAAAAAADs/DFXGy-2qBdE/s72-c/DSCN0706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-4019187714757106568</id><published>2009-04-18T23:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T00:09:17.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Baby</title><summary type='text'>  Oh...Baby Jill, Baby Jill.   A.K.A  "Super Baby".   I told a funny story about her tonight at my concert.   I told everyone that she is really from another planet and that I was never really pregnant.   We live on 7 acres and we found her ship in the fields. We've spent the last 3 years of her life just trying to make her as average and normal as possible so no one will know.   Is that mean????</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4019187714757106568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=4019187714757106568' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4019187714757106568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4019187714757106568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/04/super-baby.html' title='Super Baby'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/Seqx9VCXj7I/AAAAAAAAADk/s4rLC2wSp1c/s72-c/IMG_0629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-6830185248536583179</id><published>2009-04-13T22:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:20:03.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So lately...</title><summary type='text'>  Wow, it's been a few weeks since I've written.  It's weird... I was all gung-ho when I started writing on my blog awhile back, and then I got kind of burnt out b/c i don't always have the most interesting things to say. :)  I guess I could make some stuff up, eh?  (kidding).   Well, since I've been back from Nashville...hmmm...well, I got totally engrossed in the Twilight books.   On my flight </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6830185248536583179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=6830185248536583179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/6830185248536583179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/6830185248536583179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-lately.html' title='So lately...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SeQA2yc1dQI/AAAAAAAAADc/ceCgdmDLXmo/s72-c/IMG_0603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-4742576637207247688</id><published>2009-04-02T18:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T18:23:15.078-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karen fisher trip to nashville'/><title type='text'>Back from Nashville...</title><summary type='text'>        I know...it's been about a week!  I only have my iphone and no lap top so I don't really want to spend 5 hours trying to "text" a message on my blog from my phone!  The fingernails are definitely a handicap when it comes to typing on my phone. :)  Well...I did not win...:(  but I DID have a blast!  I love doing these events for several reasons:  I am free from my motherly duties...nice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4742576637207247688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=4742576637207247688' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4742576637207247688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4742576637207247688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-from-nashville.html' title='Back from Nashville...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SdVWyD_xxKI/AAAAAAAAADU/gUMouajDNiA/s72-c/IMG_0546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-1885331182461645411</id><published>2009-03-22T20:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T20:51:21.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>spring break</title><summary type='text'>  Well, we finally got home.  What a fun week!  A couple of days at the lakehouse then a couple of days at the Hill Country Hyatt, they a couple more days at the lakehouse to bookend the fun week!  It's funny, we keep saying, "this is the year, Jill is gonna figure things out and she will be fun to take on trips."  Well....maybe next year! :) She is a crazy chick i have to say.  I don't remember </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1885331182461645411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=1885331182461645411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/1885331182461645411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/1885331182461645411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='spring break'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/Scb5FHbWvrI/AAAAAAAAADE/BzqqpeLXuDs/s72-c/IMG_0460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-3924189992097937986</id><published>2009-03-13T21:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:58:40.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do with the hair?</title><summary type='text'>  So Thursday was a weird day.  School was delayed 2 hours, I missed my body combat class AND beany (Jill)'s Mother's Day out was cancelled... AND my hair appointment was set for 10:00 am.  Same time school starts.  Sooo I pack up a bag of treats, movies, crayons, coloring books, you name it,  drop the kids off and head to the Salon...with Jill in tow.  Now, just for the record I HATE my hair.  I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3924189992097937986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=3924189992097937986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3924189992097937986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3924189992097937986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-to-do-with-hair.html' title='What to do with the hair?'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SbsrZCccfVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/u4ODdc5e8IQ/s72-c/IMG_0446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-6735595574470753829</id><published>2009-03-10T22:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:07:46.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The book has arrived!</title><summary type='text'> So I'm pulling out of my driveway today and the UPS guy shows up.  He's pulling out a huge box and I'm assuming it's my re-order for my first album.  I've done away with jewel-cases and now have sleeves for this album and they should all arrive in one box.  Soooo he hands it to me and it says "Simon and Schuster" (sp?) and I think to myself...I didn't order any books.  Seriously, I thought that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6735595574470753829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=6735595574470753829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/6735595574470753829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/6735595574470753829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-has-arrived.html' title='The book has arrived!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/Sbc4sA6c-AI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vG73Vp19NMA/s72-c/IMG_0445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-3333134052838901154</id><published>2009-03-09T21:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:47:25.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why my blog is named: Define success</title><summary type='text'> This morning on the way to school someone on the radio said, " Just remember, success is not the end result, it's the journey."   Hmmm.... so what does it mean to say you "finally" succeeded in something?  Final usually means the end, right? The end of whatever you were working so diligently on to succeed?  Who knows.  My blonde roots have REALLY done a work on me. :)  Anyway...  I want to write</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3333134052838901154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=3333134052838901154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3333134052838901154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3333134052838901154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-my-blog-is-named-define-success.html' title='Why my blog is named: Define success'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-9198075696325697195</id><published>2009-03-06T22:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:49:47.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Kari Jobe album</title><summary type='text'> Today I downloaded the new Kari Jobe CD.  Love~Love~Love it!  Just a really sweet voice and beautiful worship music.  LOVE the album cover.   Very sweet and edgy.  Anyhoo...if you are not a fan of hers, you ought to be.  She's great.  I believe she has a real heart for worship.  Speaking of worship, I'm supposed to go to a worship conference tomorrow all day sooooo I need to hit the rack. :)  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/9198075696325697195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=9198075696325697195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/9198075696325697195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/9198075696325697195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-kari-jobe-album.html' title='New Kari Jobe album'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-2643704947878478286</id><published>2009-03-05T22:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:36:07.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts that depress me... (not really)! :)</title><summary type='text'>  Ok...so yesterday I'm at a store and I'm trying on a pair of shorts.   Have you ever looked at a pair of pants/shorts and held them up and thought, "good grief...3 people could fit inside these" and  then you put them on...and they fit?  Ok.  That is just wrong.   Whenever I clothes shop I always walk IN to the store excited and then LEAVE depressed. :(  THAT is why I like to shop for shoes and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2643704947878478286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=2643704947878478286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2643704947878478286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2643704947878478286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-thoughts-that-depress-me-not.html' title='Random thoughts that depress me... (not really)! :)'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-9203042948382047421</id><published>2009-03-04T16:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:42:00.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Momentum Awards/Nashville, TN March 25-28</title><summary type='text'>Hey guys! Well, I just found out I was nominated for Contemporary Artist of 2009 for Indieheaven and the award will be given at the Momentum Awards held in Nashville, TN in just 3 weeks! Here's the official release:FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE: FRANKLIN, TN -03.03.09–INDIEHEAVEN.COM/CHRISTIAN INDEPENDENT ALLIANCE ANNOUNCE FINALISTS OF THE 2009 MOMENTUM AWARDSLeading independent Christian organization to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/9203042948382047421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=9203042948382047421' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/9203042948382047421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/9203042948382047421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/2009-momentum-awardsnashville-tn-march.html' title='2009 Momentum Awards/Nashville, TN March 25-28'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-5224911746636558337</id><published>2009-03-03T22:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:01:05.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift</title><summary type='text'>   Well I am going to have to eat crow on this chick.  Every time I've seen her sing "live" I was just never impressed with her vocals.  However, I bought her latest album "Fearless" to check out her songwriting and, well, I'm hooked!  She's a great songwriter for her age and has some severely catchy tunes, I must say!  Her song "15" actually makes me remember back when I was 15, except in HER </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5224911746636558337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=5224911746636558337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5224911746636558337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5224911746636558337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/03/taylor-swift.html' title='Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-6907742721679563243</id><published>2009-02-28T21:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:03:50.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelotas....(can you translate?)</title><summary type='text'>Sooo, my husband tells me tonight that I need to get a set of "pelotas" because I do not know how to say NO to people.  Shall I set up the situation?    How about this:  I have this friend who has a son. :)  Now,  the son (let's call him Sam) had a birthday party at his house and one of the kids asked his mom if  Sam could go over to his house after the party.  Now, Sam doesn't really want to go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6907742721679563243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=6907742721679563243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/6907742721679563243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/6907742721679563243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/02/pelotascan-you-translate.html' title='Pelotas....(can you translate?)'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SaoG4yQaFHI/AAAAAAAAACM/KPstP2GQUnc/s72-c/IMG_0424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-6603349178757198638</id><published>2009-02-27T19:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:00:43.481-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What is it about Vegas???</title><summary type='text'>  Ok, I have a question.  What is it about Vegas that brings out the guilt in people?  It is too funny.  Some people are embarrassed to say that they have gone, some make sure we all know that they would NEVER gamble or drink and only go to shop or spa.   Some people refuse to have a good time while they are there to make sure the rest of the folks know they do not approve.  The comments are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/6603349178757198638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=6603349178757198638' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/6603349178757198638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/6603349178757198638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-it-about-vegas.html' title='What is it about Vegas???'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SaoIWmWaPeI/AAAAAAAAACk/XMuNQOCKQqE/s72-c/IMG_0115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-552813433171460174</id><published>2009-02-24T21:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:51:59.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids and homework and sports and ....cher?</title><summary type='text'> So I'm wondering, does anyone else spend HOURS on homework these days?  My son has a test almost every other day and in between basketball games, practice, Kid's CBS, art, dance, blah blah blah...we are bam bam bam on the books.  My son BEGS me for free time every day.  I WANT him to have free time, but where are we going to squeeze it in?  Well, this spring we are taking a break from sports.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/552813433171460174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SaTAOUit0fI/AAAAAAAAABs/k_n7SzRqevM/s72-c/DSCN0916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-2265624858695402637</id><published>2009-02-23T22:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:15:48.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack, Jack, Jack</title><summary type='text'>  What can you say about Jack Bauer?  I mean, he is THE man!  He's a machine!  Hard core, no feelings, kicks the crap out of everybody and never eats one meal or snack during the whole day.  I hope he had a huge breakfast because so far it's dinner time and he has been in I don't know HOW many car wrecks, too many shoot-outs, a few killings and yet...not a bit hungry for even a snack?  Or how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2265624858695402637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=2265624858695402637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2265624858695402637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2265624858695402637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/02/jack-jack-jack.html' title='Jack, Jack, Jack'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-5301259630317399037</id><published>2009-02-21T20:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:50:18.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopaholics Anonymous</title><summary type='text'> (A totally random picture of my husband...has nothing to do with my blog. :) So, I went to see the movie, "Confessions of a Shopaholic", and BOY can I relate to that chick. :)  Not so much with the credit cards anymore since my husband made me BURN them when we first got married, but I sure know the feeling of soaring after buying a way fun pair of shoes and the cutest earrings that everyone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/5301259630317399037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=5301259630317399037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5301259630317399037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/5301259630317399037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/02/shopaholics-anonymous.html' title='Shopaholics Anonymous'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SaDZSJIDUCI/AAAAAAAAABk/wh4-37z_mAU/s72-c/DSCN0894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-4006106682223440316</id><published>2009-02-19T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:11:12.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! comments! :)</title><summary type='text'>   I'm so excited that some of you commented on my blogs.  Woo Hoo!  Now if I can just figure out how to write you back. :) I'm still trying to figure out how to add a picture below my blog and not at the top.   Hmmmm... Ok  so here's what happened today. Have you ever had one of those days where you feel like you have NO friends?   After asking 3 different people to lunch (all were busy) I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4006106682223440316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=4006106682223440316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4006106682223440316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4006106682223440316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/02/yeah-comments.html' title='Yeah! comments! :)'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-1566828100158000543</id><published>2009-02-18T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:16:53.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Absent minded</title><summary type='text'>Ok...so who has ever walked into the pantry and just started asking yourself:  why did I just come in here?  WHY WHY WHY?  O.k.  That would be me ALL THE TIME!  What is wrong with me? I'm only 30-10. (40 to those who don't get it) I can't be getting old-timers already!  Last week I had an event and I was trying to practice amidst screaming, hair-pulling, name-calling, shoving, hitting, and all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/1566828100158000543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=1566828100158000543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/1566828100158000543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/1566828100158000543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/02/absent-minded.html' title='Absent minded'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-2310905213595269894</id><published>2009-02-17T21:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:10:48.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy mom or lazy kid?l</title><summary type='text'>   My son, Luke, had a basketball game tonight.  The thing is...he is soooooo not aggressive!  He is 5 foot 1  in the 3rd grade so he is taller than everyone.  All he has to do is stand there and hold his hands in the air.   That's it!!!  He is so precious and even-keeled that it doesn't bother him a bit if someone is charging down the lane right towards him.  He'll just scoot on out of the way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2310905213595269894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=2310905213595269894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2310905213595269894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2310905213595269894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/02/crazy-mom-or-lazy-kidl.html' title='Crazy mom or lazy kid?l'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-3017894995751342988</id><published>2009-02-16T23:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:23:24.162-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines weekend karen fisher'/><title type='text'>Valentine's weekend</title><summary type='text'>  Well, I've been persuaded to start blogging again.  I have not been doing it since I'm pretty sure nobody is reading this, so I'll just make it a journal.  How about that?  So this past weekend was Valentine's Day.  I think Sunday was more of a V-day than Saturday.  It was a pretty cool day.  I got to share a song with my home church that I just wrote 2 weeks ago.  Way cool.   It's called, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3017894995751342988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=3017894995751342988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3017894995751342988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3017894995751342988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-weekend.html' title='Valentine&apos;s weekend'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-2487013973156580491</id><published>2008-10-10T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:27:36.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The camera adds how much???</title><summary type='text'>I was supposed to record the last bit of vocals for my latest album yesterday or today.  But around Monday I figured out I couldn't get the sitter lined out so I changed the date.  Funny thing is,  I woke up Thursday without a voice.  Go figure.  So, I guess it all works out in the end, eh?So, I'm messing around on the computer and I'm watching the music from this past weekend at  Stonegate ( I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/2487013973156580491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=2487013973156580491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2487013973156580491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/2487013973156580491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2008/10/camera-adds-how-much.html' title='The camera adds how much???'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-699769079594121233</id><published>2008-09-13T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:31:02.317-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karen fisher singer songwriter'/><title type='text'>Behind the times...</title><summary type='text'>Wow, I haven't written in a year.  Maybe that's why there's only been 26 people to read this! I just got through reading a memoir by a lady who became an author mainly because she had a sassy blog and folks were catching on!  I guess I may need something exciting to discuss if I'm going to throw myself into this blog thing, eh?  So, give me a night to think about it and in the cheesy words of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/699769079594121233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=699769079594121233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/699769079594121233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/699769079594121233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2008/09/behind-times.html' title='Behind the times...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-4179609033912912270</id><published>2007-05-08T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T11:54:39.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it May already???</title><summary type='text'>Sorry...It's been quite awhile since checking in!  I had surgery in February and then forgot about the rest of my life for awhile! ha ha!Well, here's what's been happening lately; I've starting writing again...songs, that is.  My heart's been burdened pretty heavily on my purpose in life and what being a servant for Christ really means.  God gave me a song last week that really just put to music </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4179609033912912270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=4179609033912912270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4179609033912912270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4179609033912912270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-it-may-already.html' title='Is it May already???'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-204104441173115552</id><published>2007-02-12T23:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T21:51:19.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with Blair</title><summary type='text'>Hi...well I got to share the stage with Lisa Whelchel this weekend and she was fabulous!  Very funny lady...and tiny, too!  She spoke at a conference and I did the special music.  I would highly recommend having her at your next women's event, if you can book her!  She really has a heart for Christ and her testimony is wonderful.  Many women were touched this weekend and I was one of them.I'll be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/204104441173115552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=204104441173115552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/204104441173115552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/204104441173115552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2007/02/weekend-with-blair.html' title='Weekend with Blair'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-4205369554878484459</id><published>2007-01-19T21:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T21:51:19.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MOPS event</title><summary type='text'>Today I spoke with the ladies from FBC Midland's MOPs group. Fun group! I was asked to speak on relationships. I hope no one has a skewed view of me after that little chat! Ha ha!I'm no expert on relationships but I do have a great one with my husband. I pretty much told them my life story and then sang a few songs. Ya know... I hate it when I forget the words, but i forgot the words briefly to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4205369554878484459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=4205369554878484459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4205369554878484459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4205369554878484459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2007/01/mops-event.html' title='MOPS event'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-999150541294246051</id><published>2007-01-10T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T22:53:46.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy on the eyes</title><summary type='text'>Ha ha!  Ok...I thought that was a funny title.  I wrote that b/c I think this blog page is way easier on your eyes than trying to scroll thru my news section.  It is soooo hard!  I can't even do it so how do I expect anyone else to?  You have to barely move the bar and it shoots up and down and...well...it makes me nervous!  Speaking of easy on the eyes...I'm still working on my "myspace" where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/999150541294246051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=999150541294246051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/999150541294246051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/999150541294246051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2007/01/easy-on-eyes.html' title='Easy on the eyes'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-3570870798900601080</id><published>2007-01-08T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:30:21.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpful hint...</title><summary type='text'>After reading the blog, just click the back button and it will take you back to my website.  I'm going to have to figure out a way to add some extra links but for now...the back button will do!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/3570870798900601080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=3570870798900601080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3570870798900601080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/3570870798900601080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2007/01/helpful-hint.html' title='Helpful hint...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971481557206158818.post-4433104316009024502</id><published>2007-01-08T22:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T22:45:02.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go figure!</title><summary type='text'>Hey...just figured out how to post my own blog...as if anyone's going to read it!  I don't have much to say.  I think I'll figure out now how to hook it up to my website.  Right.  I can't even figure out how to get the pink off my "myspace" page. :&gt; Check back soon...karen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/feeds/4433104316009024502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971481557206158818&amp;postID=4433104316009024502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4433104316009024502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971481557206158818/posts/default/4433104316009024502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karenfisher.blogspot.com/2007/01/go-figure.html' title='Go figure!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05599073302284500193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OttBgmlZ5DM/SMyDfht_z8I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/y15dS9wttVY/S220/my3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
